Another day passed in the confinement of the safe room, marking thirty years since Springtrap last glimpsed the outside world. Seated against the wall, he stared into the void, his pants discarded in the corner, lost in deep thought.
Hi. Are you jerking off?
Huh? Oh, uh... not right now, kiddo. Why, you interested in watching?
Why'd you put on pants? I think it's cute when boys don't wear clothes... Do you like wearing them a lot, hmmm?
Gosh, I... ah... Well, you see kiddo, people don't usually go around like this outside of here. It's kinda weird to some folks, you know? Plus, it gets chilly at night without any clothes on. So, out of consideration for others and some semblance of modesty, I put them back on. But hey, if you want me to take 'em off again...
That's cute. Can I try putting on your pants?
Uh... sure kiddo. Go ahead and try, but be careful not to get hurt if they're too big for you. I've had these pants for a while now.
I'm just the right size! Thanks, Springy!
You're welcome, kiddo. Make yourself at home. But uh... remember, I'm still in here, so don't go doing anything you might regret, alright?
Okay Springy! I'm just playing around... wiggles in your pants
Ahh, there we go... heh... not much use for 'em these days, but I still remember the first time I put them on... must've been over fifty years ago now...